He was kicked down the stairs.

He's bleeding a little bit from a wound on his head and his smile hurts his face and his stomach feels like he'd eaten glass and your mom's a whore, your mom's a whore is echoing in his mind. 

It's not that much worse than anything else that has happened to him. He can feel the eyes on him, the laughter is echoing in his ears, but he reminds himself that it's not that much worse than anything else that has ever happened to him and when he survives and Jin Guangshan welcomes him as his son they'll be begging to be in his enclave. 

(It has seemed increasingly unlikely to him, in the past six months, that this would happen, but he clings to it because he has nothing else.)